Baby Tate - Sl*t Him Out Lyrics

Yeah, uh, yeah
(Hitkidd, what it do, man?)

I'm just tryna slut this nigga out (slut 'em out)
Gargle on his kids, then spit 'em in his mouth (in his mouth)
I told him slurp me up like spaghetti (uh)
He thought he was a freak 'til he met me (yeah)
And now I'm finna show him what it's 'bout (yeah)

I'm finna slut this nigga out (slut 'em out)
I'm finna slut this nigga out (slut 'em out)
I'm finna slut this nigga out (slut 'em out)
I'm finna slut this nigga out (slut 'em out)

Where the fuck the freak niggas at? I'm tryna see 'em (yeah)
All up, all up in my section it's packed like Coliseums (yeah)
They say the nasty niggas in jail, I tell 'em, "Free 'em" (free 'em)
I'm finna put that nigga through hell, I'm finna heat 'em (ha)
Hot like a sauna, slippin' out the condom (ooh)
Freak in me told me to go get him so I got him (yeah)
He say, "You nasty" (um), I say, "What's the problem?" (Whoa)
Don't you want a bitch to throw that dick back like a shot? (Um)
Yeah, and I don't need chasers (I don't)
Lady in the streets, dominatrix on paper (yeah)
I'ma do a trick on 'em (yeah) if he throw that paper (um)
Hit him with that gawk (yeah), call me Tony Hawk, I'm a skater (ha)
I get gnarly, bitch, I get gross (mh, ha, ooh, yeah)
Wait until you see what I can do with my toes (ha, ha, yeah)
I'm finna turn that nigga to a slut, Amber Rose (ha, ha, yeah)
And then I'm bussin', twenty one times on his nose (ah, ah, yeah)

I'm just tryna slut this nigga out (slut 'em out)
Gargle on his kids, then spit 'em in his mouth (in his mouth)
I told him slurp me up like spaghetti (uh)
He thought he was a freak 'til he met me (yeah)
And now I'm finna show him what it's 'bout (yeah)

I'm finna slut this nigga out (slut 'em out)
I'm finna slut this nigga out (slut 'em out)
I'm finna slut this nigga out (slut 'em out)
I'm finna slut this nigga out (slut 'em out)

I'm finna show this nigga every position in Kama Sutra (yeah)
Finna put his big oblongata in my medulla (uh)
Bitch, I'm finna bust open wide 'cause I'm a shooter (ah)
Said, "I never did this before", well, I'm a tutor (um)
Let me show you how the real freaks get down dirty and filthy (yeah, okay)
I like to get messy, ain't nobody scared of a lil' skeet (yeah, uh-huh)
Buss it on my face, they say nut keep that skin clean (ah, uh-huh)
Put it on him so good (whoa)
I got him begging me, like, "Chill please" (oh my God)
Hell nah, nigga, this your class (ah)
Use your tongue when you lick this ass (yeah)
Spitting on it make it look like glass (ah), up and down, my neck my back (my back)
Just like that, lick my pussy and my crack (yeah)
I can hop on it, spin around (yeah), keep the dick still intact (uh-huh)
I mean keep the dick still inside (ha, ha, yeah)
I was bumping Trina when I learned how to ride (ha, ha, yeah)
I was scared of the dick 'til I heard Kim (ha, ha, yeah)
And listening to Nicki (ah, ooh)
Taught me that that ménage ain't just for him, huh (ah, yeah)

I'm just tryna slut this nigga out (slut 'em out)
Gargle on his kids, then spit 'em in his mouth (in his mouth)
I told him slurp me up like spaghetti (uh)
He thought he was a freak 'til he met me (yeah)
And now I'm finna show him what it's 'bout (yeah)

I'm finna slut this nigga out (slut 'em out)
I'm finna slut this nigga out (slut 'em out)
I'm finna slut this nigga out (slut 'em out)
I'm finna slut this nigga out (slut 'em out)

Mh, you was talkin' all that tough shit in the text messages
Why you sittin' so far over there?
Why your pants on?